Chapter 138 Xier?

"Boss... do you want to continue chasing? That's the legendary place there..."

Ma Zai, who was riding a motorcycle, looked at the white wall not far away with a horrified expression. A dark blue sports car crashed directly into the wall. The wall was intact, but the front of the sports car looked like a slapped rubber. Mud, the previous shape cannot be seen at all.

Looking at the machine gun behind the billowing smoke, the gangster known as "Boss" swallowed his saliva, "Holy shit! It's so hard to meet a big fish! What unlucky! You two can't cover up, so hard Chase people here!"

Having said that, I can't blame others. After all, no one expected that the girl in the car looked young and timid, but she was forced to rush off the Good Luck Bridge with a turn of the steering wheel...

"Hey! No! Why doesn't the machine gun in the Golden Courtyard not move today? Isn't it broken? You, go up and take a look!"

Ma Zai, whose name was called, looked horrified - that machine gun was really over-fired!

But before he could make any move, a figure stood abruptly on the white wall.

The jet-black robe made a "hunting" sound in the wind——

"roll."

He whispered this syllable, and then an invisible shock wave swept across, overturning all the horses and motorcycles.

"Run!"

The gangsters hurriedly helped up the motorcycle, only to find that the engine had already stalled. They kicked it hard and couldn't ignite it. They also saw the man in black robe walking towards them with his feet on the ground at some point...

Helpless, a group of people, led by the "boss", ran away with their motorcycles on their shoulders.

Crossing under the Good Luck Bridge, I looked back -

“That man is still fucking after me!”

I have no choice but to throw away the motorcycle this time.

Mikael chased them for two more steps and saw them disappearing at a nearby street corner. Then his figure flashed and returned to the white wall.

The front of the convertible sports car was no longer there. Fortunately, the only person in the car was wearing a seat belt and the airbag was powerful enough. It looked like he had just passed out.

"snort……"

Mikael uttered a syllable of unknown meaning. The girl sitting in the car had a familiar short blue-black hair - it was unmistakable.

"What a coincidence..."

Mikael murmured softly, without any expression on his face, but murderous intent gradually spread until he stretched out his hand towards the girl.

"Ah! What's happening!"

The invisible force cut off all the safety belts and other things restraining the girl. Mikael's hand grabbed her back collar and pulled her out of the sports car.

Alicia on the side quickly took the girl and said with some dissatisfaction: "What a cute child, can't you be gentler?"

Michael glanced at the girl's sleepy face and did not respond to Aili's words.

"Take it to Mebius for treatment."

…………

"Dip...dip...dip..."

"Well……"

The girl gradually woke up, and at first sight she saw... an extremely unfamiliar ceiling shrouded in dim green light.

In addition to the "beep...beep...beep..." sound of instruments that sounded from time to time, there seemed to be a call, an extremely ethereal call.

"ah!"

She sat up suddenly.

"Hmm... It seems that you are recovering well?"

A silver-haired young man who looked to be a few years older than her was sitting on his bedside with a book in his hand.

"Uh...where is...here?"

"Twilight Street."

"Huang-twilight street..." The girl chewed the place name carefully. It took a long time for her eyes to gradually change from dull to wise.

"It seems like your memory has come back? If you don't mind, tell me about it. There is actually a stupid son of a landlord who dares to run to Dusk Street alone."

"Yes... I'm sorry, Xi'er has caused trouble for everyone!"

"well……"

Mikael threw the book, which had never been turned, into the rift in space, and then let out a long sigh of unknown meaning.

And where Xi'er couldn't see, his hand that had been behind his back was clenched into a fist, and veins stood out from his wrist to the back of his hand.

"It's unmistakable. This is the Sixth Herrscher's suitable body..."

"Ah sneeze!"

An inexplicable chill hit her, causing the girl to sneeze uncontrollably.

She mistakenly thought that Mikael's sigh was a dissatisfaction with the wrong answer, so she quickly and honestly explained:

"Xie'er was actually a child of Twilight Street before..."

"Well?"

Under her description, Mikael gradually learned the story of this girl who was exactly the same as Seele in the post-civilization era in terms of name, appearance, and personality, as well as the reason why she appeared here——

She was not born as a silly son of a landlord, but was actually born on Twilight Street... No, in fact, she couldn't tell where she was born at all. She had been living in that orphanage ever since she could remember, until she was Adopted by a family who appeared there for unknown reasons.

Her adoptive father and mother are very wealthy, and they also have a sister who is about the same age as her.

Her parents didn't really care about her at first, but her sister had a good relationship with her, and later on, she felt that she had truly integrated into their family's life.

Until... half a year ago.

That very weird contagion started to break out around the world, first her adoptive father, then her adoptive mother, and finally two days ago, her sister passed away.

"Ugh...I'm sorry..."

Speaking of this, she glanced at Mikael's silver-gray hair and eyes. She was already sobbing and could only bury her face in her palms, sobbing silently.

Mikael stretched out his hand in vain, as if he wanted to comfort her, but his hand was suspended in mid-air - what could this comfort do?

I don't know when Alicia appeared, as if she had always been by Mikael's side, so at this moment, she gently pressed her palm on Mikael's shoulder, making him feel the warmth and the weight at the same time.

"I'm sorry..."

Xi'er sobbed and apologized at the same time. The tears had turned from silver lines at the beginning into waves, flowing easily from between her fingers, and scattered mottled dots on the white sheets in front of her, and these dots became a surface in just a few seconds.

"Sister...sister has always liked driving...but we are not old enough to get a driver's license...so she has been saying that she would take me to drive on Dusk Street...she told me so two days ago...Xi'er, just sit tight in the passenger seat...I will take you..."

"..."

But she quickly wiped her tears and said sorry in a series of words, and then she unbuttoned the bottom of her shirt, revealing her lower abdomen, on which three purple lines had spread.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry...you should...stay away from me..."

"...hum...um..."

Mikael could no longer bear it, he quickly stood up and kicked the stool he had just sat on away.

The stool hit a big hole on the alloy wall, and then broke into pieces.

As for Mikael himself, his figure had long disappeared.

Xi'er thought he was angry with her, and her crying was completely uncontrollable, leaving only Ellie, who was in a big head, to comfort her emotions in the ward.

Mebius looked at the man in front of him quietly. His figure was not plump and strong, and he was a little thin at a young age.

But in her eyes, he was a volcano about to erupt.

Five hundred mocking words flashed through her mind in an instant, but Mikael suddenly raised his head and faced her directly. The anger and violence in his silver-gray eyes were squeezed to the extreme, but they did not erupt outward, but were raging inside this "volcano", making him look sad, depressed, desperate, suspicious and even... disgusted.

"What happened?"

She asked softly.

Even she herself did not realize that her tone was unprecedentedly gentle.

But it was not out of fear of Mikael's appearance just now, but...

I just felt a little sorry for this man.

"Plop!"

The pain came suddenly. Mikael suddenly fell from the chair. He covered his heart with both hands, and his whole body began to tremble and twitch. Tears, snot, and saliva all flowed unconsciously and flowed all over the floor.

This pain that belonged to him came late, and it was out of control.

Mobius said nothing. She quickly took out a tranquilizer and stabbed it into Mikael's thigh...

Then the second, the third...

Thanks to the Herrscher's physical fitness far beyond that of ordinary people, she used up the laboratory's estimated one-month tranquilizer dosage, and Mikael's body gradually calmed down.

"So... can the pain in your heart really be transmitted to your body and cause such serious consequences?"

"So, what happened? I've never seen you like this before, even when facing the third Herrscher..."

She shook her head, turned and walked into the depths of the laboratory. Looking at her back gradually going away, Mikael's eyes finally regained a trace of spirit.

He uttered a few syllables in a hoarse voice that Mobius could no longer hear:

"Because of fate."